Lin Qing felt very sorry for Lin Ming, who was being bullied by Lin Qinghuan to the point of tears.
Lin's father coughed twice and said to Lin Ming, "Lin Ming, you and Qinghuan are siblings. Don't always quarrel. You should get along well."
"Father, Lin Qinghuan is unreasonable and domineering. I don't have a sister like her," Lin Ming said angrily.
"I don't want a brother as stupid as you even more. It's embarrassing to talk about." Lin Qinghuan retorted with disdain.
"If you won't listen to what I'm saying, then I won't say anything more." After saying that, Mr. Lin went back to his room to rest with his hands behind his back.
Seeing that his father had abandoned the matter and his mother stood silently by, Lin Ming realized that they were both biased towards Lin Qinghuan, probably because she had found a rich and capable boyfriend.
Lin Ming said indignantly, "Lin Qinghuan, you are so willful and capricious. After you get married, your in-laws will definitely dislike you."
"Whether my in-laws will dislike me after I get married is my own business, none of your concern. You should mind your own business!" Lin Qinghuan said, looking Lin Ming up and down. "He's not good-looking, he's stupid, and he always acts like he's the most awesome person in the world. He has no self-awareness at all."
"Lin Ming, don't provoke me again. If you anger me, I will definitely make you pay for all the things you did to me before." Lin Qinghuan said, waving her fist.
Lin Piaoxue arrived at the entrance of the main room at some point and said helplessly to Lin Ming, "Third Brother, please stop arguing with Qinghuan. Qinghuan has the Wei family backing her up now, so why would she care about us?"
Lin Qinghuan narrowed her eyes slightly; Lin Piaoxue was scolding her for abusing her power.
Lin Qinghuan walked towards Lin Piaoxue with a cold face. Lin's mother was worried that Lin Qinghuan would hit Lin Piaoxue, so she hurriedly ran over and stood in front of Lin Piaoxue.
"Qinghuan, your sister is injured, you must not be violent towards her," Lin's mother advised.
Worried that Lin Qinghuan would beat her, Lin Piaoxue hid behind her mother and said nervously, "Lin Qinghuan, don't do anything rash."
Seeing that Lin Piaoxue was frightened, and having been suppressed by Lin Qinghuan for some time, Lin Ming glanced at the carrying pole under the eaves. Old and new grudges surged into his heart. He grabbed the carrying pole from under the eaves and grabbed Lin Qinghuan.
Lin Qing saw Lin Ming pick up a carrying pole and strike Lin Qinghuan, and exclaimed in surprise, "Third brother, what are you doing?"
Lin Qinghuan heard that Qing's voice was off, so she turned around abruptly and saw Lin Ming holding a carrying pole, about to hit her. Seeing the carrying pole so close to her, her expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously tilted her head, the carrying pole grazing her cheek.
Lin Qinghuan blurted out angrily, "Lin Ming, you son of a bitch, you're asking for death!"
Lin Ming's face was pale, his eyes wide, staring in horror at what lay ahead, the carrying pole in his hand falling to the ground.
"Mom, Mom!" Lin Qing cried out in panic.
Lin Qinghuan abruptly turned to look at her mother, her expression changing as well.
"You bastard."
Lin Qinghuan cursed and kicked Lin Ming. Lin Ming was kicked in the stomach, staggered back two steps, and fell to the ground.
Lin Qinghuan helped her mother up and called out to her mother, whose face was covered in blood, "Mom, Mom!"
Lin's mother stared blankly at Lin Qinghuan, then called out in a barely audible voice, "Qinghuan!"
"Mom, I'm here. I'll carry you back to your room and bandage your wounds." Lin Qinghuan said, looking at Lin Qing and shouting, "What are you standing there for? Come and help!"
As if jolted awake by a blow, Lin Qing hurriedly ran to Lin Qinghuan and asked helplessly, "What should I do?"
Lin Qinghuan bent down and picked up her mother, then said to Lin Qing, "Go find me a clean cloth; I'll need it later."
Hearing Lin Qing's panicked voice from inside the room, Lin's father rushed out without even putting on his shoes and saw Lin Qinghuan carrying Lin's mother, whose face was covered in blood, into the room.
"How did it get like this?" Lin's father asked, his voice trembling.
"We'll talk about it later."
Lin Qinghuan didn't have time to explain in detail. She carried her mother into her and her father's room and put her on the bed.
Lin Qing handed Lin Qinghuan a clean cloth, and Lin Qinghuan pressed the cloth onto her mother's wound, instructing Lin Qing, "You hold it there, I'll go back to my room to get some medicine for external injuries."
Lin Qing was horrified to see the blood on her mother's face and body.
"Qinghuan, where is the medicine? I'll go get it."
Lin Qinghuan looked at Lin Qing with icy eyes, "I told you to come, so come. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Looking at his wife's pale, bloodless face, filled with worry, Mr. Lin said, "Let me do it!"
Suppressing his fear, Lin's father reached out and pressed his hand against Lin's mother's wound.
"Dad, talk to Mom," Lin Qinghuan said.
Lin's father replied, "I understand. Go and get the medicine quickly."
Lin Qinghuan ran back to her room, found the medicine she had made, and then quickly ran to her mother's room.
Lin Qinghuan said to her father, "Father, take the cloth away."
Mr. Lin removed the cloth, and bright red blood flowed from the wound. Looking at Mrs. Lin's wound, he asked with a grim face, "How come there's such a big cut, and the wound is so deep?"
Lin Qinghuan did not answer her father. Instead, she carefully sprinkled the wound medicine on her mother's wound. The blood instantly soaked the medicine. After Lin Qinghuan finished applying the entire bottle of medicine, the bleeding finally stopped.
Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her mother, asking, "Mom, are you dizzy?"
Lin's mother nodded slightly.
"Can you understand us?" Lin Qinghuan asked again.
Lin's mother nodded again.
Lin Qinghuan's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, finally settled down, and she reached out to take her mother's pulse.
Lin's father looked at Lin Qinghuan nervously, barely daring to breathe. Only after Lin Qinghuan let go of his hand did he ask, "Qinghuan, how is your mother?"
"He has a mild concussion and has been experiencing headaches and dizziness for a short period of time. He lost so much blood, he needs to replenish his energy properly," Lin Qinghuan said.
Lin Piaoxue stood silently to the side until she saw that her mother was alright, then she went to the bedside and asked with concern, "Mom, are you alright?"
Lin's mother looked at Lin Piaoxue, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and she turned her head away from looking at Lin Piaoxue.
Lin Qinghuan looked at her mother in surprise. Wasn't her mother the one who doted on Lin Piaoxue the most?
Why are you ignoring Lin Piaoxue now?
Lin Qing said coldly, "Piaoxue, go back to your room first and let Mom get some rest."
"I want to spend some time with my mom."
Lin Piaoxue was unwilling to leave and wanted to stay with her mother.
"Mom needs to rest properly. Besides, you're still injured and it's inconvenient for you to take care of her." Lin Qing said, pulling Lin Piaoxue up and walking out of the room.
Lin Qinghuan rubbed her chin, a look of confusion on her face. Her mother and Lin Qing's attitude towards Lin Piaoxue was strange!
Lin's father looked at Lin's mother with a livid face, suppressing his dissatisfaction and anger as he looked at Lin Qinghuan, "Was your mother injured by Piaoxue?"
"I don't think so!" Lin Qinghuan said.
Lin's father looked at Lin Qinghuan with confusion, wondering what she meant.
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